Saturday, December 17, 2011

I've tried ...

I've tried to write this post a few times.  Either I lose my train of thought and start writing total gibberish (I know ... that never stopped me before) or something happens where I need to edit or add information ...

I'll start with my thoughts on watching the Kona Ironman on television.  I do like seeing the pros, but I really like seeing very average people and their stories.  This year had a couple that just blew my mind - A woman undergoing cancer treatment and still finishing and a double amputee who finished.

I've done a couple therapy sessions for my knee.  The first one was so simple I figured everything else would be a piece of cake.  I practiced the "exercises" at home, and they do help to a degree.

The second therapy session was a little more interesting ... The therapist told me to walk.

??? - walk ... OK.

"No.  Walk slower."

??? - slower? ... OK.

It turns out when I walk slow I have a little bit of a limp.  If I try to hold my posture and keep an even cadence it kind of hurts.  It hurts in my knee and my ankle ... probably means I've been compensating for my old ankle injury for years without ever realizing it.  Even a very short walk to a local store with my mom at a very slow pace was a bit uncomfortable when I tried to walk properly.

Oh well.

So last week I was at work and I was going to jump into the back of a bus through the emergency exit (which is something I've done probably 1,000 times over the years).  I got my legs up onto the floor level, but my right foot started to slip.  In the fraction of a second that followed I debated whether I should just flop forward, but I thoughjt I might hit my head ... or worse, my knees on the floor, so I decided to push away and try to land on my feet.  Well ... I did land on my feet ... after my right thigh slammed on the ledge of the emergency exit.  Right now it is a very pretty shade of purple and yellow and ...


OK ... what else can I gripe about?

How about ... Never mind.  I could probably go on for hours if I decided to gripe about everything.  I'll give you all an early Christmas present and stop here.